Nineteen and sixteen I started to roam,

Out in the West, no money, no home

I went drifting along with the tide,

I landed on the Great Divide



Railroading on the Great Divide,

Nothing around me but Rockies and sky

There you'll find me as years go by

Railroading on the Great Divide



A skinny old-timer from old Cheyenne

Railroading Wyoming, the best in the land

The long steel rail, that short cross-tie,

I laid across the Great Divide



Railroading on the Great Divide,

Nothing around me but Rockies and sky

There you'll find me as years go by

Railroading on the Great Divide



As I look down across the breeze,

Number Three coming, the fastest on wheels

They roll on by, she glides with pride

And rolls across the Great Divide



Railroading on the Great Divide,

Nothing around me but Rockies and sky

There you'll find me as years go by

Railroading on the Great Divide







A P CARTER: Sara, isn't that one you wrote yourself?

SARA CARTER BAYES: Yes, that's one of my own